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AN: The last chapter wasn't my favorite. I'm trying to get to a certain point and it's taking forever to get there. I love reading your reviews! They make me so happy! I couldn't wait untill I got all 25 reviews. Wating is my weak spot. Oh? What was that? you want to read what happens to Bella?... ok. Here you go.
…. A piece of the new car flew into the air and came whooshing down towards me.
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CRACK!!!
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I felt drowsy. I could hardly open my eyes. I didn't want to anyway. It kind of hurt to try. Everything hurt. Ouch. Thinking hurt. But the pain was dull, like it's just left over. I was numb. "What happened?" – I don't know. I'm you so I have as much of an idea as you do. – "Ugh… it hurts." – No it doesn't – "Yes it…. Your right. Huh… it doesn't hurt. Not anymore. It should though." – What should? –" I don't know." I paused my thinking. "I can't remember." – Maybe that's for the best. – "Meh, I'm probably right…. What's that beeping?" – I don't know... – "Me neither." – I know. That's why you asked. – "What ever. Ugh, I feel so useless. And flimsy. I feel like a rag doll. I bet I can't even pick up my arm." – Probably because you don't have an arm. – "WHAT!" – Just kidding. – "Ugh, so this is what the real mind games are." I felt a presence in the room. I wanted to say, who's there but I was too weak. The strain of trying to open my lips knocked me out anyway.
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"Bella. Bella can you hear me." A familiar voice asked a familiar question except is was less formal.
"Hey Doc." I smiled drowsily. "Did you miss me?"
Dr. Cullen chuckled. "Not as much as you missed me apparently. The grill of Alex Stanley's car hit you in the chest and leg's." He was serious again looking at a chart in his hands. "You broke a couple of ribs and have –"
" A couple of ribs? How many exactly?" I said bravely though I really didn't want to know the answer.
He sighed. "You broke four ribs, two of them punctured your lungs and made it nearly impossible to breath. We had to put a chest tube in, to get your lungs working properly again." I moaned. "And you also broke your femur bone in three different places." He looked up at me and smiled weakly. "You're going to be fine though."
"I know. I've had worse." I smiled shyly back. "Where was all this bravery coming from?
He breathed in a laugh.
"Your scheduled for a surgery today." He stated looking at more charts.
"What for?" He was being very undescriptive here.
"To inset a pin in your leg so it will heal correctly. I will be operating. It will be a quick operation. We do it all the time. Nothing to worry about." He said compassionately.
"I'm not worried. Like I said. I've had worse." It was true. I wasn't worried. I've had so many accidents and hospital visits in the past few months that nothing scared me anymore. And that was evident, seeing as how I was talking to a vampire like he was any normal doctor. "Anything else wrong with me."
A quick smile touched his lips. "Yes, but you already know that." He headed out the hospital room to make a snazzy exit but something made him stop. "Oh, I would like to know one thing. Purely doctor's curiosity." He cleared his motives.
"Shoot."
"What's that on your neck? What happened?" He stepped closer. Far to interested in my answer. "It looks old… and then again entirely fresh." He was puzzled.
"Oh, that." Of course. He's a doctor; of course he would have seen it. I came up with a quick reply that would seem accurate. I'm not good at lying like a said, so I told him a half-truth. If I told him what actually happen I'm not sure what he'd do to me. "I got burned a little while ago in Phoenix." I said simply. I could tell he was going to ask how but at my tone, he nodded and stepped out my door, knowing I didn't want to go further.
"Wait!" I yelled. It hurt. He poked his head through the door. I was quite funny seeing this remarkable creatures head and no body. "Where's Charlie. My dad. Where is he?"
He frowned. "I'm afraid I don't know."
"What! You don't know? How could you not know!"
"We tried calling your house but no one answered. Don't worry. He's probably at work. I'll tell Rita to try and call the Police Station."
I cooled down. He was about to leave again when he turned around. "You'll be alone. Do you want me to try and call your mom?"
"Oh. No! I don't want her to worry. Not now." He nodded. I didn't mind being alone in the hospital. I hated visitors. When you're in the hospital your sick and wearing a gown that people can see your butt. It's embarrassing and just not cool. Plus the attention was undeserved and annoying.
He walked out for his final time muttering under his breath. I heard the words, 'Alice', 'insane for trying', 'careful', and then something that sounded like smougle; I couldn't figure that one out.
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APOV
The morning of the accident.
I skipped proud of myself back to Jasper's waiting arms. I turned to Edward.
"See," I smiled, "Now you don't have to go all heroic and almost expose us. Bella's going to be just fine." I announced confidently. I had a vision earlier that Edward saved Bella from being crushed but almost reveled our secret.
Then my eyesight went out of focus and I prepared myself for my new vision. I could feel the urgency of it as the lines of the picture knitted together quivering with anticipation.
I looked at the still and saw that a new car had hit the van that hit Bella's. The grill of the Alex's car was in the air on its way to Bella. Another image knitted itself together with Bella laying on the ground unconscious with blood covering her legs and abdomen. From what it looked like Bella couldn't breath.
I snapped out of that dimension in my head, and looked at Edward. He couldn't see what I just did, because it wasn't exactly thinking it.
"Leave now!" I thought towards him. He winced at the volume of my voice. There was the possibility of getting her out of this one too. But this was the type of thing that had to happen. The more you stop it from happening, the worse it well get. I showed him the picture of Bella and her blood splattered on the sidewalk. With out even glancing back my way he grabbed Jasper's arms that were around me and both of them fled the parking lot. I saw Edward pull out his cell-phone and dial Dad before they entered the woods.
AN: I just thought I had to clear up how Edward didn't go crazy and go after Bella once her blood was spilled, like he said he would in Twilight if he didn't save her. And also a little looksy into what Alice's world.
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BPOV
The hospital where I left off.
The only problem I have with being alone in a hospital room is the boredom. There is absolutely nothing to do. I had a lot of time to think. But most of the time I thought about nothing. But I thought of some question I should have asked him. Like how were Tyler and Alex? Were any other kids hurt? I hope there all right. I wondered where Charlie was. If he wasn't here by nightfall I might have a fit. I couldn't stand it if something happened to him too.
I watched some TV but nothing was on except crime investigation shows and silly kids channels. I settled on Sesame Street. "I do love big bird!!" – At least your not scared of the cookie monster anymore right? – "No comment."
Next I tried calling Charlie on the phone they had. But it was out of reach, and I wasn't able to stand up anyway. Then I played the game of- how many times will the bed go up and down in one minute? That was amusing for a while. I got pretty fast and made it go 13 times in the time limit. All this bed needed was a little practice.Pretty soon I was counting the tiles on the ceiling. I was up to 186 when the door opened. "Charlie." I was kind of mad for the interruption. I had come so close to counting them all!
I didn't want Charlie to see me this way but I couldn't help it. I didn't even hear his usual footsteps outside. Then a black head of hair flashed in, followed by a hauntingly familiar bronze.
"You got to be kidding me. No not these people. Of all the people in the world why does in have to be him?"
"Oh, sorry we thought you were asleep." Alice's voice was soft and yet somehow bubbly.
I laughed. "That's why they didn't bother knocking."
"I was counting the tiles." I pointed up to the ceiling. "It's very…"
"Boring." Alice finished for me.
"I was going to say calming but that works as well." I sighed. "Oh why, oh why do they have to be here now?"
I didn't look at Edward. I didn't dare. I wasn't even looking at Alice. The ceiling was very inspirational at the moment. It made me want to cry and give a huge donation to this local hospital.
It was very awkward for a minute. I wondered if they were still here. I looked over to make sure they were gone. But they were still standing there looking at me. Alice had pure guilt on her face. I wanted to comfort her; she looked so sad and vulnerable. "Ewe, wanting to comfort a vampire not good. Not good." Edward was facing her and looked mad. Then his face turned around and it softened. Edward looked so worried and confused and upset and concerned. He held so many emotions in his eyes that it made me blurt out, "Stop!"
His eyes caught mine and confusion took over his face. "What?"
"Stop. Stop…" I had to think how to word it. "Stop being so… upset… the both of you. You did nothing wrong. I'm fine. I know Alice was only trying to sa - help me. And I don't like either of you feeling so… whatever it is your feeling!" My voice starting to rise at the end.
Both of them looked like they had the breath knocked out of them.
"You're right. I'm sorry if I upset you." Edward said carefully but it sounded strained.
I looked sideways and blushed. Then added, "I wasn't upset! You guys looked so vulnerable it's not natural. Especially for you guys." I stopped there, feeling I had gone to far. "When is my surgery going to take place?" I quickly changed the subject.
"In just a few minutes." Alice chirped. "Don't worry. Everything will be okay."
"Ugh" I groaned.
"Are you in pain?" Edward asked.
"No." I said irritably. "I'm just tired of people saying 'don't worry', 'It'll be fine' and all that crap."
"But it's true." Alice seemed offended just slightly.
"Yes, but it's still crap."
Just then, Carlisle walked in. He looked at his adopted immortal kids, motioned for them to leave and then walked towards me.
"Okay Bella, we're going to take you into the operating room now. We need to get the pin in place as soon as possible. It should only take an hour or two. Do you have any questions?"
"Yes," I nodded. He waited for me to continue. "How I'm I supposed to be paying for this?'
"We can talk about that later. And when I say 'we', I mean your father and I." He smiled down at me as he put the gates of the bed under. "Don't worry. Everything will be just fine."
I groaned.
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The surgery went well I guess. I can't remember a thing and that's a good sign.
So not I'm here back in my comfy little empty room. It's dark out and Charlie still hasn't come to check on me. I called the nurse a couple of times to see if he was home yet. No luck. I was starting to get really nervous. I didn't really want him to stay in my hospital room for the company. I just wanted to know he was okay and he knew that I was okay.
I dozed off a couple of times only to be awoken be the sound of footsteps thinking it was Charlie only to hear them fade away. It was so boring. The bleeping of the EKG wasn't helping either. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. …… Bleep. It was so dark in here. I don't remember anyone turning out the lights. What time was it anyway?
I tried to twist my head around to see the clock on the wall, but it was to dark to read it anyway.
It was so quite. Even with all the paper shuffling and footsteps and beeping it was still so… quite…. Empty.
I remember the doctor saying I could go home in the morning if I felt up to it. I would miss a week of school but he said one of his kids would gladly bring home my homework for me. That didn't really appeal to me but I was too drowsy at the time to refuse.
Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep. Bleep.
I couldn't go back to sleep and since I couldn't see the ceiling tiles, I tried to come up with all the cuss words I knew to fill in the Bleeping of the heart monitor. I didn't know many so I had to make some up, for it to count as something to pass the time away. Soon I wasn't even bothering thinking in my head so I was saying random words like, cockroach, bellybutton, tissue paper, plaster, molecules, llamas, River Dance, and so on and so on.
I don't remember ever falling asleep but I must have cuz the next thing I did remember was the sun rising, making my eyes hurt. I waited for someone to come in and check on me. Soon enough a nurse wearing purple and pink scrubs knocked on my door and read my file. She did all the regular stuff. Check the heart monitor, the IV, how I was feeling, and the blood bag. I forgot what the technical term was called. I tried not to look at it cause it might remind me of the smell and then I would be wiped out. Maybe that wasn't such a bad plan except the feeling of nausea and the horrible memory of the smell. The nurse's name was Jill and she said that I was doing fantastic. The healing process was going faster that she could have imagined and that as soon as breakfast was eaten I could go home and watch Gilmore Girls reruns. She said there was a marathon today. That made me happy.
I was done with breakfast and now I waited on Dr. Cullen to check up on me one last time and make sure everything was in order. And I was free to go.
When he came he checked the cast on my leg making sure that everything was in place.
He unhooked everything that was attached to me. While he was doing this I had a thought and turned to him.
"How am I supposed to get home? I can't drive can I?" I looked at my right leg. The cast was heavier than I thought it was.
He looked stumped. "Oh. You haven't contacted your dad yet?" I looked up at him nervously and shook my head. Worry was now spilling into every fiber in me. He stared at me and looked like he made his mind up about something. "I'm going to do whatever it takes to find Charlie…. Personally." He said with honest conviction.
"Gosh! Even the vampires up here are nicer than some people in Phoenix."
"Mean while I'll get you a ride home. You need to rest and worrying about your father isn't going to help."
I gulped. "What does he mean by he's going to get somebody to drive me home."
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A head popped in the door. More specifically a bronze colored head.
I gulped again.
Edward had a suspicious looking wicked grin on his face. "Hello Bella, I hear you need a chauffeur." I paled. "You have GOT to be kidding me. DAH! Oh Shamrock's Clovers! I must be dreaming. Why? Why me?" – That's it silly. It's you. -
"I'm supposed to take you back home." He didn't look so confident anymore as he saw my reaction. But then again a new smile was playing at his lips. "Don't worry. Everything going to be just fine."
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Hehe.. I like that ending. Okay. So what did you think? Surprisinly enough, I had a lot of fun with this one. Please review, it makes me happy and want to write more!! I can take constuctive critisism as well! I won't have a review limit this time. But that doesn't mean you don't have to review!